Chapter 1992

With the Spike Mirror in mind, the generals of the City Lord's Mansion were screening very quickly.

Not long after, it was Wang Teng and others' turn.

When the light beam of the spirit-illuminating mirror shone over, Wang Teng found that Zhao Liner's figure trembled slightly, but he quickly recovered from calmness.

The beam of the illuminating mirror did not reveal Zhao Lin'er's cultivation.

"Let's go."

The general holding the Zhaoling Mirror saw that there was nothing abnormal about the Zhaoling Mirror, so he waved his hand and let Wang Teng and others go.

Zhao Lin'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and held a simple stone bead in her hand. It seemed that it was this simple stone bead that had concealed the spy of the Zhaoling Mirror.

When Wang Teng saw this scene, he remained silent and everyone came to the ancient teleportation formation together.

"Are you together? Where are you going?"

There are also a group of soldiers guarding the ancient teleportation formation, who are specialized in guarding the ancient teleportation formation.

"We are going to Nanqingcheng near Lishan Jian Sect."

The fat monk responded quickly.

"To go to Nanqingcheng, you need to pay 10,000 low-grade divine stones."

The general responsible for teleportation ancient formation glanced at Wang Teng and the others and said lightly.

"Ten thousand?! So expensive?"

The fat monks and others frowned immediately when they heard this.

Ten thousand low-grade divine stones are no longer a small number for monks from small families.

Although they won't be able to get it, the price is really expensive.

"You won't know how far Nanqing City is from this place. There are dozens of cities in the middle. With such a long-distance teleportation, there is naturally no need to teleport short-range teleportation."

"If you think it's expensive, you can fly in the air. Maybe in a year, you can fly to Nanqing City."

The general rolled his eyes when he heard this and said, "If you want to leave, hurry up and don't interfere with the people behind you."

"Let's just make up for it and share the cost together, so it's not expensive."

Wang Teng said.

For Wang Teng, ten thousand low-grade divine stones are naturally nothing, and it is not a big deal to let him pay the fee alone.

But the so-called wealth is not exposed.

In addition, his current identity is the down-and-out young master of a small sect that was destroyed, so he naturally cannot show off.

However, the four people shared the game and it was within an acceptable range.

"My fellow Taoists wait a moment. I'm going to Nanqing City. Why not be me?"

At this moment, a young man who passed the screening later heard that Wang Teng and others were also going to Nanqingcheng, so he hurriedly came forward and said.

When Wang Mang and others saw that one person had shared the expenses, they were naturally very happy: "Okay, let's share them."

Then the five of them each took two thousand low-grade divine stones and collected 10,000 to the generals who protected the ancient teleportation formation.

The general who guarded the teleportation formation curled his lips, took away the divine stone, and let Wang Teng and others enter the ancient teleportation formation, then proofread the coordinates and activate the teleportation formation.

The ancient teleportation array immediately surged with powerful teleportation power, which swept up Wang Teng and others, as if it had reversed the time and space. A flash of light, and the figures of Wang Teng and others disappeared on the ancient teleportation array.

The general of the City Lord's Mansion who was checking the cultivation level of the monks who were queuing with a licensing mirror in front of him suddenly turned around and frowned.

As the teleportation array was activated just now, the teleportation power came and swept away the body of the people, he vaguely sensed a powerful aura fluctuation.

However, when he turned around and the person had teleported away, the sudden powerful aura just flashed away, making him think he had an illusion.

Shaking his head, the general didn't think much, glanced at the senior monks who had just been caught and were caught in the queue. He continued to perform his duties with a cold expression.

If the murderer is really not found.

At that time, one of the suppressed high-level monks can only be selected as the murderer.

...

Although the ancient teleportation array in Nanjiang City is extremely powerful, the teleportation distance is extremely long.

But Nanqing City is too far away from Nanjiang City, with dozens of cities separated by the middle. Even if it is teleported by teleportation formation, it will take a long time.

Wang Teng and his group were wrapped in the teleportation power and traveled through the teleportation channel for two days before finally reaching Nanqingcheng.

After traveling through the teleportation channel for two consecutive days, Wang Mang and others were slowing down for several breaths before they recovered.

"This is the first time we have teleported at such a long distance. Huh, it feels so uncomfortable."

The fat monk Wang Mang looked pale and was in a trance, and he was still unable to adapt for a while.

Not to mention him, even Wang Teng, who was extremely energetic, felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

This ancient teleportation array in the divine realm is not as good as those of the low-level teleportation arrays in the lower realm. The teleportation speed is too fast and the distance is too far, so even Wang Teng was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

However, Wang Teng got used to it in just one or two breaths, but he still pretended to be unable to adapt.

However, Zhao Lin'er seemed to have not been affected. When she noticed that Wang Teng looked at her, Zhao Lin'er just covered her chest and looked uncomfortable and vomiting.

“…”

Wang Teng's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly a little bad taste appeared. He stared at Zhao Lin'er and watched her perform quietly.

“#!!!”

A big "well" symbol suddenly appeared on Zhao Lin'er's forehead. In order to avoid Wang Teng's flaws, he acted more realistically, so he could only bend down and vomit forcibly.

"Miss Zhao, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Wang Teng asked with concern.

Zhao Lin'er was about to go down the steps, but Wang Teng continued: "Pupils from small sects of the Bianye family, like us, rarely sit in such an extremely long-distance teleportation ancient formation. It is normal to feel uncomfortable, just vomit it out."

“…”

When Zhao Lin'er heard this, the character "well" on her forehead suddenly became heavier. She had to continue bent down and vomiting hard.

"Brother Wang Yue, Miss Zhao is okay?"

Next to him, Wang Mang finally recovered after a long time. Seeing that Zhao Lin'er was actually more serious than his symptoms, he couldn't help but speak.

"It's okay, it should be the first time such a teleportation that is so long, I feel uncomfortable."

Wang Teng said, his face also turned pale.

"So that's the case, Brother Wang Yue, you adapt very quickly. Have you teleported like this far away before?"

Wang Mang nodded and said in surprise.

"I was a little uncomfortable just now, but I have a strong adaptability and have recovered now."

Wang Teng said, his face still pale, and his acting skills were vague.

Looking at someone's exaggerated acting skills.
Chapter completed!